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Your voice
Is taking me to some higher level
Your arms
They protect me against the nasty world
Your sweet eyes
Is an ocean I love to swim
You're my seat belt
You hold me tide
If ever I crash
And even hundred feet above your head
And I'm still thinking about you when I'm there.
Your hands
Always guides me to some better place
Your hair
Draws the lines of your tenderness
You're my seat belt
You hold me tide
If ever I crash
And even hundred feet above your head
And I'm still thinking about you when I'm there.
And even hundred feet above your head
And I'm still thinking about you when I'm there.
And even hundred feet above your head
And I'm still thinking about you when I'm there.
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